Something to Admire About Barry Bonds

Everyone hates Barry Bonds. If you need me to hate him, I’ll hate him too. He has supposedly disgraced baseball. Though, no, we have no idea how many guys were using steroids. Probably just about everyone, I imagine.

It seems to me there is something to be admired in the way that Bonds has Read More

A Sweet Life

On the afternoon of Oct. 12, as journalists around the country braced themselves for anthrax mailings, Margaret Braun’s third-floor West Village walkup seemed like the safest possible place to be. The air was filled with a powdery substance that made one cough, but it was merely clouds of confectioners’ sugar. Ms. Braun is the city’s Read More